It's too late to pretend You know me better than I know myself Don't take my heart and put it on a shelf Always someone else The next guy who will Make your cold heart melt I'm gonna give my love to someone else La la la la la She's such a flirt

There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move Cause if I don't, you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you Girl, it's not you, it's me I, I gotta, gotta figure out what I need, oh But we

They may not play this on the radio So I'm gonna make damn sure So hear my spirit roar Through my melody I'll make sure you remember me Roar free, in myself Kill this thug, it's a felony I'll make sure you remember This is the realest shit I ever wrote

And make believe it came from you I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter They're gonna knock me off my feet Kisses on the bottom I'll be glad I've got 'em And sign "with love" the way you do I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet I'm gonna smile

It's gonna make it hard to tell you that I'm leaving Now that I know just how much you care You finally gave me one good reason not to go But staying here is my worst fear Last night you gave me a kiss You didn't know it, but I was awake when you did You

World again you've caught me in a coma And I don't think I wanna Ever come back to this Kinda like it in a coma 'Cause no one's ever gonna Oh make me come back to this Now, I feel as if I'm floating away I can't feel all the pressure, and I like it this

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger If it ain’t broke, you can

If you let me treasure you Treasure, that is what you are Honey you're my golden star You know you can make my wish come true I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine Oh girl I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine You are my

Sayin' heaven had it out to make you wings And all those things that you were gonna do Are just tear drops rainin' on a church pew So I'm gonna try to say before I gotta pray it Hopin' that he's lookin' down And tell him that I love him while he's still

Goin' mobile Keep me moving When I'm mobile I'm going home And when I want to go home, I'm going mobile Well I'm gonna find a home on wheels, see how it feels, I can pull up by the curb, I can make it on the road, I can stop in any street